I saw the light fade from the sky, on the wind I heard a sigh. As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers, I will say this last goodbye. Night is now falling, so ends this day. The road is now calling, and I must away. Over hill and under tree, through lands where never light has shone, by silver streams that run down to the sea.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1890 | 2023-05-24 08:02:38 | 62.33 | 96% |
| 1056 | 2022-01-09 10:29:34 | 56.30 | 96% |